I cherish the image of
Ed hugging LeAnne Jackson after church.
At least a minute.
I stood in awe.
They released her husband from the bishopric today.
They are building a new house and are moving.
I’m sure Ed said something like, “I’m going to miss you.”
I’m pretty sure he shed tears.
I couldn’t see LeAnne’s face.
Brad has been our hometeacher for a year or two.
Quite often, LeAnne sends warm chocolate chip cookies with him.
She and her 4-year-old son make them every Sunday.
Amy loves them so much that sometimes Ed doesn’t get any.
So it isn’t the cookies he’s going to miss.
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